Farmhouse Food Daily

Chapter 332 Hot Pot
Wen Tao looked at Jiang Wencheng worriedly, will he really become fat?

"There is delicious food, and it doesn't matter if you gain a few pounds."

Jiang Wencheng didn't care, he was still young, and he wasn't fat now, and Liu Cheng wasn't fat either, maybe he wouldn't get fat just by eating.

"Okay, next time I'll cook mutton with your hands."

Chen Ping likes people to eat the food she cooks the most. The food is delicious and good, and she is satisfied.

After eating and chatting while drinking tea, Chen Ping felt extremely comfortable, and after chatting for a while, she got up and went back.

When Chen Ping arrived at the restaurant, Wei Feng hadn't come yet. She checked that it wasn't going to be very busy, so she stewed the lamb scorpion.

When Wei Feng came, Chen Ping was almost done. She started the live broadcast, and when she saw the big pot of mutton soup and the big pot of braised lamb scorpion in the live broadcast room, her mouth was full of water.

"Pangpang pays attention to people. The delicious food is going to kill me."

"Greedy, I always thought that the mutton soup sold outside was stewed milky white because something was added to it. Now that I see Pangpang's stewed one without anything, I know it's really good and I want to drink it."

"If you want to drink more, there is a mutton soup restaurant downstairs in my house. I always go to drink it. Every time I have a bowl of mutton soup, two fires, and the food is just right. I saw them once. Pulled on the ground, blood dripping all over the ground, it was called a Mai Tai, it made me sick to see it, since then I stopped drinking it, and I am too lazy to do it, now I see Fatty doing it, my old man’s heart is broken One day, it's time to find a wife to make soup."

"The people upstairs don't pay attention to people. If you say it, how can I drink mutton soup in the future?"

"Find a daughter-in-law to make soup? The one upstairs is terrible, it's going to eat people."

"Don't be fooled, I want to gnaw on a bone, look at the color of that bone, oh my god, come and smash me to death with a bone."

"Upstairs, it seems like who doesn't want to talk about it, but I can't eat it, I can only take a look, and eat some instant noodles to satisfy my hunger."

"I never thought that one day I would drool over the sheep and scorpion. I have to be quiet for this useless me."

"Who is Jingjing? Can I eat it? No, forget it. I'll just watch the delicious food from Pangpang's family."

"That's right, it's delicious even if you don't eat it."

"Boys, I've decided. I'm going to buy mutton scorpions tomorrow to make soup and make a big bowl of mutton scorpions. I'll eat them alone. By the way, I'll give you a reward."

Chen Ping looked at the live broadcast room, it was a lively scene, she enjoyed watching it, there are so many food that she likes to eat, she is happy, even now she does not rely on live broadcast rewards to make money, does not rely on this to attract popularity , she is also willing to broadcast live.

Chen Ping showed them the mutton she had cut again. She bought fresh mutton chops, put them in the refrigerator to freeze, took out a roll, cut them into thin slices, and cooked them in a hot pot. It was delicious.

In addition to mutton, she also prepared hairy tripe, duck blood, fat sheep powder, meatballs, lettuce, spinach, cabbage, chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, enoki mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, etc. You can't just eat meat, or you will get tired.

"I'll go, there are so many other than mutton soup and mutton scorpions. This is the rhythm of eating hot pot. I said fat, can we be reasonable? Don't eat all the delicious ones at once."

"That's right, don't kill the donkey all at once, and don't finish all the wool at once, eat so much, have you considered our feelings!"

"Strongly condemn the anchor, my little heart that wants to eat, you listen, it is howling: Come on, fly to my bowl quickly, I am welcoming you."

"My heart to welcome is more sincere, I have already taken the bowl, and I am waiting to eat."

"I have a story, and wine, fat, I want to go with you, you serve food, I serve wine, add me, let's drink?"

"Upstairs, my story is better, fat, choose me."

"It's as if Pangpang chooses you, and you will be able to eat."

"If we don't have enough to eat, it's fine for us to have a good time."

"That's right, that's right, the days of instant noodles every day, it's not good for us to have a mouthful."

"It's too miserable upstairs, I'm better than you, at least I can still buy Malatang."

"I can order takeout."

"I can call..."

"My instant noodles are hot pot flavored, come on, hurt each other, I can't eat them anyway."

Chen Ping saw that each other was hurting each other in the live broadcast room, she couldn't help but laugh, and the second aunt also laughed, these people are so cute.

Wei Feng smiled slightly while watching the live broadcast in the room. He thought it was very interesting. Watching this every day made him feel a lot more relaxed.

Wei Feng lost a tip, and then quit the live broadcast. It was time to eat, and he couldn't wait.

Speaking of which, he has never eaten anything delicious, but only here, he feels that eating is delicious.

Chen Ping’s hot pot soup base uses mutton soup, which is added with pepper and other seasonings. She has done it before. Using mutton soup as the soup base is not greasy when eating hot pot. On the contrary, it is very fragrant. In the end, the soup is better than clear soup It's better to drink.

Everyone ate the mutton scorpion, ate the boiled mutton, and then had a small roast, which was called a beauty. They grabbed the meat one by one, dipped it in the seasoning, sweated profusely, but refused to stop their chopsticks.

Some customers saw the delicious food here, so they wanted to order hot pot, but they didn't, because Chen Ping had prepared this for the people in their restaurant, and didn't buy more, so those customers could only watch, not eat.They sighed one by one, what kind of fairy restaurant is this? People in delicious restaurants eat it for themselves, don’t sell it, and don’t do business.

After eating and drinking enough, Chen Ping didn't need to clean up. She drank some oily tea and ate too much good food at night to clear her stomach. After drinking tea, she and Wei Feng went for a walk at the gate of Heizi.

Heizi didn't eat less tonight. Chen Ping prepared some chicken for her, and he ate a few more bites of mutton. His mouth was full of oil, which was a satisfaction.

After eating, Chen Ping saw it lying on the fire cabinet turning its belly, called it up, and let it digest.

She didn't know if the squirrel needed to digest food or not, but she found it more interesting with Heizi to accompany her.

Wei Feng talked to Chen Ping about a lot of business matters. Chen Ping gave him money, and he helped Chen Ping invest in some businesses. Chen Ping said it didn't matter, just leave it to him. Also hers.

At first Wei Feng thought that Chen Ping would say: "Brother Chen, you don't have to tell me, I don't care, just do it."

But he didn't expect that Chen Ping listened very seriously, and would ask him if she didn't understand.

Not only did Wei Feng not feel distrusted, on the contrary he was very relieved, which showed that Chen Ping's thinking had changed a bit.

At the beginning, Chen Ping just wanted to eat enough and not hungry, and didn't think about anything.But now Chen Ping is willing to listen and ask, which means that Chen Ping wants to know. This does not mean that Chen Ping is going to do something, but it means that Chen Ping does not want her to be confused.

She can rely on Wei Feng, but relying on others is not as good as relying on herself. Only when she learns and understands, it is hers.

(End of this chapter)